Dreams.

A dreamer...

It feels as though sometimes, that's all that I am. I dream and believe things, then I hope for the best.

I'm not an idiot, I know that things dont always happen in the best way, but there's nothing wrong with hoping that they do...

I mean, I may feel disappointed, but then if I dont feel that disappointment, and vulnerablitiy, and take that risk to feel those...then how would I feel those good things? They wont just fall into my lap, things arent that simple, and by hiding myself from hoping to avoid this disappointed feeling is really just stupid.

I remember again why being hopeful is beneficial. I thank god that it's natural to me and I dont have to work to be hopeful...or else I probably would have stopped a long time ago.

So with a renewed hope, I go on.

posted by Bradimon @ 3:24 a.m.